On days like today, I wish I had a Go-Pro strapped to my forehead to record the absolute madness that went down in the Mall this afternoon. That way I would have proof that it actually happened otherwise NO ONE would believe this ish.
Occasionally, if and when Hubs and I both happen to get off work early on a Friday, we like to pop into a pub/restaurant close to our home to have a hour of alone time, order some take aways for the evening, have a drink and just enjoy each other’s company… You know, like normal adults before we arrive home at 5pm to let our nannies leave.
I left work this afternoon and quickly had to rush to Maerua Mall to buy some groceries, after which I would join Hubs for a drink. I rushed through the shop and ended up with a trolley full of groceries (as us women do when we go grocery shopping without a list), paid and rushed out the shop again.
I get to the elevator, wait for the doors to open, push my full trolley all the way into the elevator only to realise that I haven’t paid for my parking yet. So I… wait for it… leave the damn trolley in the elevator and walk out to the parking meter to pay for my parking. As I popped my parking ticket into the slot, I turn cold as I hear the elevator doors close behind me, only to turn around and watch my trolley full of groceries go up, up & away. What in the actual fudge was I thinking?! That my trolley would just magically follow me out of the elevator like an obedient dog?
And so the chaos began… I immediately freaked out, rushed towards the stairs opposite the elevators and ran like I was a fat kid chasing the ice cream truck. Now if you know me, you’ll know these 2 things about me:
1. I HATE stairs
2. I don’t run. Like ever.
Anyway, so I run up to the first floor only to see nothing. I run up another floor only to get to an elevator whose doors closed on me again. I run down to the first floor again only to see my precious trolley full of fine goods in an elevator full of strangers, going down again. I run down another floor and to my delight, a good samaritan who witnessed the whole thing, (and who probably thinks I am bat-shit crazy by now) removed my trolley from the lift and was standing proudly next to it like he just saved a kitten that was stuck in a tree.
You sir… you deserve a Bells.
To top it all off, I left my parking ticket in the meter and some genius chucked it away so I had to pay N$50 for a new one so I could just get the hell outta there.
What I learnt today:
1. Never go shopping when thirsty for an adult beverage… it will make you do crazy things.
2. Maybe tying my trolley to my wrist with a safety harnass is not such a bad idea.
3. Strappy Sandals are not the best running shoes.
That is all
#insaneinthemembrane #enoughalready #stop&stare